This is set several days after Part 1.

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Part 2 - Teaching Haldir

"You'll never guess what I just saw" Lindir panted, out of breath from running so fast; his white hair flying.

Elladan and Elrohir ceased sparring to look at Lindir in amusement. "So if we'll never guess"

"Why don't you just tell us?"

As the few guards on the training field turned their attention to the minstrel he took one last deep breath and drew himself up.

"I just saw Glorfindel and Erestor leave for a picnic together."

Elrohir shrugged his shoulders at his brother. This was hardly earth shattering news, the two elves had been friends a long time. They often spent time together away from the other residents of Rivendell.

"Maybe Erestor is hoping he'll get lucky" the guard who had spoken flinched at the glare Elladan sent him.

"Lucky?" Lindir laughed. "I'd say he's already lucky." This grabbed everyone's attention.

"What do you mean?" Elladan asked menacingly.

Lindir looked up at him with his big green eyes as Elrohir placed a placating hand on his twin's shoulder. He was well aware of his brother's regard for their old tutor, as well as the activities of several nights ago.

"I mean, they were holding hands and Glorfindel had lover's braids in his hair" Lindir replied triumphantly. He laughed again at the expressions of shock and disbelief on the faces of the elves around him.

A snort sounded from behind him as Haldir and his brother walked out from behind the trees. Having just arrived, the Lorien elves had come out to the practice field after greeting Lord Elrond. It was the time of their half yearly visit to Rivendell and Haldir was looking forward to sharing Glorfindel's bed again.

A misguided claim by a mere 'scholar' was not going to deter him.

"Ah Elrohir, Elladan greetings." Haldir smirked at the disappointed look that briefly crossed the latter twin's face.

Turning to Lindir, who had a guarded expression in his eyes, Haldir ignored Rumil and Elrohir as the two lovers commenced with their own reunion.

"And where did Glorfindel choose to have this picnic?" Haldir asked in a sneering voice.

Although himself unmoved, Elladan took a step backwards at the look of hatred in the minstrel's eyes.

"I did not follow them, therefore I do not know" he replied in a tight voice.

"And you would not tell me even if you had." Haldir mocked him.

Elladan knew the animosity between these two stemmed from Lindir's rejection of Haldir some centuries ago, a rejection that the Lorien elf hadn't taken well.

He, however, was battling his own impending fear of rejection. Now that Haldir was here Glorfindel would ignore him once again. Like the silver elf he didn't take any claim by Erestor seriously. However Haldir was one of Glorfindel's favourite lays.

He came out of his thoughts to see the other guards backing away silently. A blow up between these two hadn't happened for a while and the more eagle eyed could see Lindir's lover coming down from the main building. Last time Haldir had harassed Lindir, Melpomaen had broken his nose.

"Unlike you," Lindir smiled ferally, sensing Melpomaen's approach. "I don't need to whore myself around. You are nothing Haldir o' Lorien. Why would Glorfindel have you now that he has Erestor? Why would anyone even want you?"

Spinning around Lindir strode off towards his own dark-haired love. Undoubtedly Elladan was also disappointed by Glorfindel's choice but Lindir was damned if his was going to let anyone come between his mentors.

"It matters not" Haldir looked thoughtful, shoving away any pain he was feeling at Lindir's words. "I will catch my prey in my own way."

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Having gleaned enough information from one of the serving elves at dinner, Haldir now waited in Erestor's rooms for Glorfindel to join him.

Not paying any attention to the room, he licked his lips in anticipation of his upcoming seduction. Glorfindel would not be able to resist him and when Erestor finished his evening meeting with Elrond, would come back to find the one he had misguidedly 'claimed' in the embrace of another.

Haldir had already stripped his clothing off and was gently running an oiled finger down his cleft. Encircling his anus a few times, he took a deep breathe and plunged his finger inside his tight entrance. Wishing to be fully prepared he quickly added another finger, gently stretching his tight ring of muscle for the upcoming cock that would sheathe itself inside him.

Withdrawing briefly to add more oil, he quickly thrust them back in gently brushing over his prostate. This wasn't the first time he'd prepared himself for Glorfindel and knew exactly where to find it. He let out a small gasp of pleasure and quickly added a third finger to his hot, tight arse before deeming himself ready.

And just in time to as someone opened the door to Erestor's chambers, but to his dismay two elves entered the room. Both looking straight at him. He caught a flash of white hair through the doorway before it was closed.

Erestor leant against the wall as Glorfindel stalked over to the Lorien elf, happy to admit to himself that Haldir did indeed have a beddable body. He smirked at the silver-haired elf who was watching him with a trapped expression on his face.

Too late to avoid the oncoming elf, Haldir was caught up in a painful embrace; not noticing Erestor move from his position. The dark elf walked over to the bureau as Glorfindel spoke lightly to the one caught in his arms.

"You wish to have me, mellon-nîn. You wish to take me from the one who has claimed me?" Glorfindel whispered in his ear.

"What claim does a scholar have over a warrior?" Haldir sneered, ignoring the feeling of dread pooling in his gut. "You will tire of him. I am merely offering you an early escape."

"So much to learn Pen-neth." Glorfindel murmured walking him back a few steps, forcing him to sit when he felt Haldir hit the chair the Lorien elf hadn't realised Erestor was moving.

Quicker than he could think Haldir felt his arms grabbed and bound behind him, astonished at the speed in which Erestor had moved.

He watched as Glorfindel beckoned to the elf behind him, felt the slight breeze as Erestor came around from the back of the chair.

Firmly tied Haldir could only watch as the elves in front of him slowly undressed each other. Kissing and caressing as each new patch of pale flesh was exposed. His eyes widened as he took in the lithe form of Rivendell's chief counsellor. Not as strongly muscled as a warrior, pale skin still rippled across taut muscles.

Glorfindel watched in amusement over Erestor's shoulder as Haldir continually trailed his eyes over his lover's form. He leaned back to look into Erestor's eyes, silently asking a question. Dark eyes sparkled back at him with mirth and he knew Erestor would allow what he was about to do.

Turning his love around to face Haldir, Glorfindel pressed up against Erestor's back, softly nestling his swollen length in the crevice of his arse. Resting his chin on Erestor's shoulder, he watched for a moment as the Lorien's elf's eyes followed his hands. Knowing that he had his full attention, Glorfindel turned his attention to his lover.

Erestor's head fell to the side as he felt his blond love nuzzle at his neck, hands already doing wicked things to his upper torso and pebbled nipples. They had explored each other bodies thoroughly last night and he knew Glorfindel had taken the time to memorise all of his sensitive spots.

Through hooded lids he watched Haldir, watching him. The blond was panting softly, his erection jutting up between his spread legs. His own erection twitched as Glorfindel's hands gently encircled it, caressing slowly up and down the engorged length.

Slipping his hands around to trace feather like patterns on Erestor's hips, Glorfindel gently turned the dark-haired elf around, smiling shyly when he caught Erestor's lust filled gaze.

Drawing his love to him he pressed his lips softly to those in front of him, before pulling him even closer. Both of them gasping lightly as their cocks were pressed together.

Haldir could sense Glorfindel watching him as his eyes raked over Erestor's body. Although unhappy about being tied up he couldn't deny being extremely aroused at the thought of watching Glorfindel fuck Erestor.

"My love? Glorfindel smiled when Erestor just mumbled in response. "My love, I think Haldir needs his lesson now, although I'm sure he's quite happy drooling over your body."

Haldir opened his mouth to retort, but the words died on his lips as he watched the change come over the two elves before him.

Slipping his hands between their bodies, Erestor placed them flat on Glorfindel's chest and pushed the blond down onto the bed.

"Still your mouth, slut," he snarled climbing on to straddle Glorfindel's hips. "One word out of that pretty mouth of yours and I'll gag you, understand me?"

Erestor watched as Glorfindel nodded his understanding. They had yet to address the subject of Glorfindel taking Erestor, he knew in part because Glorfindel liked giving his control to his love. But he also knew the blond was reluctant to take him, for fear that it would turn Erestor into just another bed partner, even if only in his mind. For now Erestor was happy to take charge in the bedroom and trusted Glorfindel to make the move when he felt comfortable to.

Erestor smiled ferally down at his willing captive. He could see in the lust filled eyes gazing up at him that the blond wanted it hard and fast, a want he was happy to fill. Ever conscious of their 'guest' Erestor knew that the time for foreplay was over. The elf from Lorien needed to be shown just why Glorfindel was his.

"You want me, you little whore. You want to feel me surround you, clenching your cock tight in my hot little body" Erestor slipped down to lay between Glorfindel's spread legs, aligning his cock with his anus. "Is that going to happen?"

Glorfindel felt the pressure of the blunt head of Erestor's cock threatening to pierce him. He shivered in anticipation, completely forgetting their watcher. When offered, Glorfindel entwined his fingers with his lovers and allowed his arms to be forced above his head.

"Answer me this one slut. Will you take what I give you?"

"Always"

Erestor smirked at Glorfindel's choice of words before slamming into the tight unprepared channel, feeling a thrill of power as his lover cried out in pain whilst thrusting up to meet the invasion. He heard Haldir's gasp of surprise as he set about pounding into Glorfindel.

He was rewarded with another cry as he shifted position, his swollen member brushing over Glorfindel's prostate.

Haldir watched in amazement as the dark-haired counsellor thrust hard into Glorfindel over and over. He knew the blond must be in pain, yet only sounds of bliss passed his lips.

Although robbed of the sight of Erestor's long slender cock forcing itself into Glorfindel's arse he couldn't tear his eyes away from the flexing hips, clearly indicating when Glorfindel was empty and when he was full. As Glorfindel bucked up to meet each brutal thrust Haldir realised that he knew of no male that had previously taken the elf.

In all his years of sharing Glorfindel's bed the blond had never offered him this side of sex.

"You're so fucking tight slut," Erestor growled, interrupting Haldir's thoughts. "So tight and so hot."

Glorfindel just grunted in pleasure.

"But our poor Marchwarden is missing the show." Erestor looked over at the Lorien elf as he stilled inside his lover.

Glorfindel turned his head to look at the erotic picture Haldir made. Because his arms were tied behind the chair Haldir had unconsciously thrust his hips forward; his erection jutting further out form his body, dripping pre-come. Flushed cheeks and wide vibrating eyes completed his look of debauchery.

"I think he deserves a better show. Don't you?" Erestor asked needlessly as he abruptly withdrew his cock and motioned for Glorfindel to turn over.

Scrambling to do his lover's bidding Glorfindel was soon on his hands and knees, shamelessly spreading his legs to make room for Erestor. He was rewarded when Erestor quickly shoved back into him.

From this position Haldir could see every thrust of Erestor's swollen cock, could see Glorfindel's stretched entrance as the latter held the blonds cheeks apart for deeper penetration.

"Let me hear you, you little whore," Erestor ground out, shoving in brutally. "Let me hear what you want."

"You. I want you," Glorfindel panted. "I want you to fuck me hard, fast; painfully."

Glorfindel ceased speaking to simply moan and gasp. As Erestor kept jabbing at his prostate he began whimpering, grateful that his own cock wasn't bound. As the thrusts grew erratic Glorfindel bucked his hips, screaming his release at the ceiling.

Ribbons of shining semen spat from his cock, soiling the sheets below him. In the midst of his orgasm he felt his lover push once more, deeper than before, before feeling the hot splash of Erestor's own release. He still marvelled him how silent Erestor could be in passion.

As Erestor's sated flesh slipped from his body he again told the dark-haired elf what had long been in his heart.

"I love you Erestor," he murmured, sinking down to rest on the bed, feeling the dampness of his release beneath him. Knowing he would have to move later so they could change the bed, but willing to put up with the discomfort for now.

"I love you too, my Glorfindel." Erestor pressed a soft kiss to Glorfindel's hair before turning to Haldir.

He smiled gently at the Lorien elf, taking in the softening length and the splashes of semen on his body. He watched as Haldir looked away, ashamed at his release due to simply watching.

Gathering up Haldir's discarded clothing he placed them beside the elf before walking behind him and gently untying his wrists. Looking away Haldir slipped into his leggings and quickly put on his tunic.

Not wanting to see any pity or sympathy on the counsellor's face Haldir quickly left the room, pulling his open tunic tight around himself. He knew he would never bed Glorfindel again, knew that no one besides Erestor would ever have that right. The two he had just left loved each other deeply and surprisingly enough he decided he was happy for his old lover.

*Valar, what if Lindir is right* he leaned heavily on the wall. *What if I'm nothing*. His head whipped around at the sound of said elf's voice.

"In no way are you nothing Haldir." Lindir watched as the Lorien elf attempted to hide himself in passiveness. "All you did was learn a most valuable lesson, the same Glorfindel learnt."

"And what did we learn?" he didn't even try to sneer, again surprising himself.

"That there is peace in love, in giving your heart over to one person" Walking over Lindir wrapped an arm around Haldir's waist, supporting him as they walked away. "And if you give yourself the chance, you too will find it."

"You think so?"

"I know so."

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